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Harry sat down in a plush train compartment and leaned back; he had gotten the letter to Hogwarts after he had 'killed' his Uncle…or so everyone at Privet Drive thought. The man was actually tortured into insanity and a coma. Harry had left him at the doorstep of his 'loving' Aunt tied to an upside down x-cross. When they had the funeral, Petunia didn't realize that she had buried her husband…alive! This made Harry laugh to himself; the idiocy of Humans never ceased to amaze him. His green eyes, changed by some contacts that would hide his natural eye color from the world which he had Gringotts proctored for him, looked out the window wondering what Hogwarts was going to be about and about its Headmaster.
He smiled; the old fool Dumbledore was going to be in for a rude surprise some time in the future. He began to think back to his visit to the Wizarding world and the dark secrets it had hidden from him.
HPTFP
Flashback
It had been one week after Harry had tortured his uncle and a day since he received his Hogwarts letter. He had followed a large man named Hagrid who had retrieved him from the forest where he resided in. The man hadn't noticed his new eyes thank goodness but it was no doubt going to be reported. Though Harry had taken care of that little issue.
A quick oblivation charm that he had picked up from the dream memory helped wipe the current location from the man's memory and told the man that he had picked Harry up at Number Four Privet Drive in Little Whinging, Surry. After the story was told, the two headed off to Diagon Alley to gather Harry's school supplies. This is what led Harry to Gringotts; Harry had noticed that Hagrid had his vault key and alarms went off in his head; he knew that wasn't protocol in Gringotts.
He couldn't explain it…but he somehow knew. After he had gathered some money for schooling and after Hagrid had gotten a grubby package from another vault, they had returned to the upstairs as it were of the bank.
"Uh, Hagrid why don't you go and get animal for me? I want to know if my…parents had left a will for me or something…" He said in a meek and humble tone, making him shudder with disgust but he was crowing that he should be getting a Muggle Emmy for this acting!
Hagrid nodded solemnly and left the bank as Harry walked to the goblin that had helped him.
"Excuse me, Mister Griphook?" Harry asked.
"Ah, Mister Potter…What is it?" Griphook sneered.
"Forgive me for not knowing your ways of greetings, mister Griphook. But I was wondering if there was a way to get my key replaced and if there was a will left behind by my Parents, James and Lilly Potter." Harry said looking a little nervous.
Griphook let his scowl fall and allowed the confusion to take over; he knew that the Potters had left a will, but their heir and son had no idea it existed? What was wrong here?
"Indeed, they did leave a will, Mister Potter…but I thought you knew of this?" Griphook said his beady eyes narrowed.
At this Harry shook his head.
"No mister Griphook, I did not. I've been living with my Muggle aunt, cousin and Uncle, Petunia, Dudley and Vernon Duresley." He reported honestly.
The names got a reaction and not a good one; Griphook began swearing in the goblin tongue and his skin color had nearly blackened. This got Harry's curiosity piqued.
Perhaps I can use this to my advantage. Harry thought.
"I…I take it by your expression I wasn't supposed to be sent there?" Harry asked timidly.
Griphook looked at Harry and his visage had softened.
"Forgive me, Mister Potter. No, the last will and testament stated that you were not even supposed to be even ten miles of that particular brood." Griphook said before he caught the look of shock on Harry's face. "I know because I was one of the witnesses to it."
"I…I see." Harry stammered before he got into a business mode. "Will I be able to see it? The will I mean?"
Griphook gave a small chuckle; Harry wasn't supposed to see it until he was of age according to Wizarding law…but when did he ever give a fuck about Wizarding law?
"Yes, follow me." Griphook said with a grin.
Harry matched the grin; this was going to be very profitable indeed.
HPTFP
Harry was jolted out from his musings when there was a rattling at his door; someone was trying to enter. He brought out his bio-wand, Holly, at thirteen inches and a Phoenix Feather core, brother wand to Voldermort's wand. The door, once latched, became unlatched after a muffled 'Alohomora' and three boys with red hair and freckles stood outside of his door. They looked shocked at Harry glaring at them and could feel the neck hairs stand on end but they smiled warmly nonetheless.
"Oops! It appears…" One of the boys said.
"That this compartment is taken…" Another boy, identical to the one who spoke continued.
"By a firstie! I'm Fred…" Fred said.
"I thought I was Fred?" 'Fred' said perplexed.
"No, I'm Fred, you're George." Fred said again to his identical.
Sensing that it was about to be blown out of hand, Harry spoke in a dangerous tone.
"I don't care who you are, get out before I seriously maim you." He sneered making the three pale a tad.
"Sorry about that. My dear brother and I…"
"just love to confuse the heck out of everyone we meet."
Harry gave the two another scowl making them cringe.
"A-anyways, this is our brother Ronnie…" One of the twins said when the youngest of the three gained an angry face.
"Don't call me that! I'm Ron! Just Ron! Not Ronnie and not ickle ronnikins!" The younger boy shouted making Harry shake his head and sigh.
"I said that I don't care who you three are! GET! OUT!" Harry all by roared at the three making them pale and run away at warp speed.
Harry huffed in annoyance and sat back, the sound of his great snowy owl hooting angry that her nap was interrupted.
"Sorry, Hedwig…those three prats didn't know how to leave me alone." Harry said as he looked at his perched great snowy owl.
Hedwig was a mixed breed of a snowy owl and a great horned owl; she had the little tufts of fur that made her look like she had horns (Not to mention it made her look frightening) and the white snowy body of a snowy owl. She was bigger than the other owls by a good six to eight inches in height and had extremely sharp black talons. She hooted softy, knowing that her master hated most humans especially ones that annoyed him and drifted back to sleep.
Harry laughed quietly; leave it to his owl to sleep after a major ruckus. Now, where was he? Ah yes! His meeting with the head of Gringotts, Ragnok Stonebeater.
HPTFP
Gringotts Head Office
Harry followed Griphook and when they came to a door, walked into the office of one Ragnok Stonebeater, a goblin that was an average male human's height, maybe a good five inches taller and wore goblin made armor with a large broadsword strapped to his hip. The goblin looked up from his work and saw the two he scowled.
"Griphook…Mind explaining why you have interrupted my work?" Ragnok asked his voice stony and cold as ice.
Griphook gulped uneasily; he knew that High King had a nasty temper and loved to stay with the rules of the wizards if only for peace. The younger goblin stood straight and squared his shoulders.
"High King, I bring you Harry James Potter, Son of James and Lilly Potter, Ward to Petunia and Vernon Duresley." The goblin said with an honest air.
Ragnok was about to comment angrily when he had heard the name 'Duresley.' Now, he had no love for wizards or Muggles but a few had managed to work their way into his stone heart. James and Lily being two of the few…James later on his short life and Lily when she first entered the wizarding world and he knew of their will, he along with Griphook, had witnessed it. And that was why he glared at Griphook.
"Surely you jest Griphook! Harry James Potter is living with Minevera McGonagall!" Ragnok roared.
At this Harry spoke up.
"According to whom, High King Ragnok?" Harry asked his voice cold and harsh as his metal wand dropped into his hand.
This made Ragnok blink at the young boy; he had some balls Ragnok gave him that…but as he peered into the purple eyes….
Wait a moment…Purple? Harry should've at least gained his mother's eye color… Ragnok thought as he peered deeper his Goblin Mind Magic working.
What he saw…disgusted him to the ninth realm of hell and beyond; the beatings the boy had endured at his uncle's hands, the isolation his own cousin caused by his bullying and the cold indifference to him by his aunt. His own blood relatives…shun him.
This made Ragnok's blood boil; there were many important things to the goblins; Blood, Profit, Honor and Family with the last dominating over the rest. He then came to when Harry had 'died' as he seethed. He noticed the crystal and took in a sharp breath.
"Dark Blood…" He said out loud making Harry tense up.
How does he know about that?! I didn't…is he reading my mind?! Harry thought in a panic.
At the same time, Ragnok was brutally shoved out of the child's mind as a massive white wall slammed down. It was obvious that the Dark blood/Energon had sensed Harry's distress and came to his aid. Ragnok shook his head at the headache he had before he looked at Harry's purple eyes.
"Well, this is most…unexpected Mister Potter…how may I be of help? And to answer your question…it was Albus Dumbledore." Ragnok said.
The boy noted the name before putting it deep within his mind; he had other cares to worry about. Namely his family will.
"Forgive my bluntness but would reading the wills be a good start?" Harry asked making Ragnok laugh a deep throaty laugh and filed away the name.
"Brutal Honesty…I like that in a wizard Mister Potter. Yes we shall." Ragnok said.
HPTFP
Harry heard the door rattling again and came out of his musings as he looked at the door with a scowl.
"Quite popular today huh Hed?" He asked his sleeping Owl before getting up and opening the door. "Yes?"
A girl with large front teeth and wild, untamed hair that looked like it was hit by electricity stood in front of the door. She looked nervously about before speaking in a bossy tone.
"Have you seen a toad by chance?" She asked.
This made Harry start to have a round of laughter making the girl confused. She quickly became angry and glared.
"It's not funny you know!" she snapped making Harry's laughter double.
"F-for-forgive me! N-n-nor-normally when you meet someone for the first time you ask for their name or names, not a-a-a-a toad!" Harry said before he broke into laughter again.
The girl looked at him stunned before she blushed deep scarlet as she replayed the meeting. Harry just laughed harder at the expression. The girl's blush faded and was replaced with anger; her eyes flashed the same Purple that Harry had but he didn't notice as they returned to normal chocolate brown.
"My name is Hermione Granger, a Muggleborn witch." Hermione said with her bossy tone back.
Harry managed to stop chuckling and sputtered out his name.
"H-Harry P-Potter." He said while still giggling.
The name made Hermione's eyes widen and she immediately start talking a mile a minute much to Harry's amusement.
"Are you really him?! I read all about you in Wizards of the 20th century! and Rise and Falls of the Dark Wizards!" Hermione gushed out.
The books name made Harry scowl; he would have to deal with that when the term ended. He didn't notice that Hermione had trailed off and was staring at him and noticing his scowl.
"H-Harry? What's wrong?" She asked in a quiet tone.
"Don't believe all that you read, Miss Granger." Harry said in a dead and cold tone. "Only five people were there that night; myself, my mother and father, Voldermort and the secret-keeper. Those books are just fictions of some men and women who want to make a quick buck. I will be dealing with that come the end of term."
Hermione looked shocked; someone saying that the books lied? That was like saying that the Earth was a flat plane! But Hermione's rational mind did see some sense in Harry's words; both his parents were gone, so no interview there, Voldermort…definitely not. The wizards were scared of him, hands-down. Harry himself was only a year old…unless they had charms to translate baby talk. This thought made Hermione snort with suppressed laughter. Secret-Keeper? She had no idea what that meant so whoever it was didn't give an interview though either.
"Well, you have a point. Things are somewhat backwards here aren't they?" Hermione asked making Harry chuckle.
"You have no idea." He said before he noticed a black haired boy with blue aligning his robe's edges and badge with a 'P' on it pinned to his side. Harry waved the boy over and looked at the boy; he still had to tilt his head up due to being shorter than the student.
"Hello, think you can help out a couple of first years?" Harry asked.
"Sure! Names Floyd Mapoon, Ravenclaw Prefect." Floyd said with a grin.
"Hermione." Hermione replied curtly and for Harry's sake did not give out her last name.
"Harry." Harry replied catching on to what Hermione was doing. "See, Hermione here was helping out someone who lost their pet toad…think you can help us?"
Floyd had put on his thinking cap, going through his knowledge of various charms before he snapped his fingers.
"Yeah, I do. Think you can tell me the toad's name?" Floyd inquired.
Harry looked at Hermione with a pointed look. The girl quickly got the message and spoke up.
"His name is Trevor." Hermione simply explained.
Floyd nodded again and brought out his own wand. With a sharp flick into the air, he spoke a simple word.
"Accio Trevor!"
There was a panicked screaming followed by large croaking coming from behind the two. Harry spun around and ducked as a large, fat, gray toad flew by over his head. Floyd easily caught the critter and shook his head.
"Toads…slippery little buggers aren't they? Well, here you go Miss. Hopefully the kid that gets this back will be very happy." He said with a chuckle.
"Thanks. Hope to see you at Hogwarts." Hermione said as she took the toad and scurried toward parts unknown.
"Charming girl. Well, hope to see either of you in Ravenclaw…and if not, well, good luck nonetheless." Floyd said as he resumed his patrol.
Harry nodded as Floyd walked pass. He went back into his compartment, latched it back up and sat back down before he pulled out a book on charms. He resumed his reading from the previous night and ignored the rest of outside window.
HPTFP
Later
Harry awoke with a start as an alarm sounded out, indicating that the train was nearing Hogwarts. He quickly got up and changed into his robes for the school and grabbed his things. He opened the cage for Hedwig and let her rest on his arm.
"Think you can fly from the window here? It's still going a bit fast, Hed." Harry said concern for his friend.
Hedwig only hooted softly, knowing that her master was concern for her but still gave him a look that said, 'are you kidding?'. Harry chuckled and nodded.
"Alright, Hedwig…off you go. I'll see you at Hogwarts." He said as he opened the window of the Compartment.
The owl nipped Harry's fingers with affection and took off, her wings beating through the air and into the sky toward Hogwarts. Harry watched as his owl became fainter and fainter for him to track. Harry then grinned as he saw that Hedwig was out of his sight; he quickly turned to a knapsack he had and pulled out a metal backpack out. He looked the backpack over and nodded.
"Transform Razorbeak." Harry commanded slipping into his Nebula Prime persona.
The back of the metal backpack shifted into wings as the straps of the backpack became the legs of the Terrorcon as the head popped out from the first layer of the backpack. Soon, Razorbeak stood before his master and spoke.
"What is thy bidding, Lord Nebula?" Razorbeak asked with a bow.
"Once we get to Hogwarts, I want you to scout the place out…find out where the Headmaster's office is and spy on the old man…tell me anything that comes up. If anything urgent comes up, return to my dorm and deliver the message when I am alone." Harry commanded, adding his black and purple duster to his uniform, to which Razorbeak nodded. Harry was about to command Razor to change back but then thought of something. "If there is too large of a crowd, Razor, best if you transform and go scout before we get into whatever it is to get to Hogwarts but that is only if there is a large crowd of students."
"Your will be done, Lord Nebula." Razorbeak said with a bow.
"Right…better change back so that I am not the cause of suspicion." He said wearing the black and purple duster over his school uniform now.
Razorbeak didn't reply but merely change back into the backpack and Harry slipped him on. He made sure that his bio wand was visible to anyone but kept his machine wand hidden in the folds of his duster with a wand holster on his right arm. He chanced a look outside and saw that it was pitch-black, night time. All the more perfect for him.
"At last…Hogwarts shall meet Nebula Prime in the guise of Harold James Potter." He said with a dark chuckle.
HPTFP
The train slowed down to a stop at a village called 'Hogsmeade' Harry recalled from the memories he had. He looked out the window and saw Hagrid carrying a lantern and walking up and down the station's floor.
"Firs' Years! Firs' Years! O'er here!" Hagrid shouted as all the eleven year olds walked up to the giant man.
Said man spotted Harry and gave a gentle smile.
"Hullo, thar 'Arry. Have a nice stay back at yer Aunt's?" The half giant asked.
Harry smiled just as warmly at the giant knowing that he was friendly despite his worship of Bumbling Bee…What? He knows what it means, people! Not that hard when one discovers a book on the Ancient Families and Latin.
"I did, thanks for asking Hagrid…though I wish we didn't have to bury uncle Vernon…passed away, you know. Heart Attack." He said in a false somber tone.
Hagrid gained a sad look and shook his head.
"Sorry fer yer loss, Arry." He whispered in a stage whisper…not quiet. "Right then! Anymore firs years?"
When he saw that there were no more first years, he began to lead them to an alcove where Harry heard water lapping gently. Knowing that they were near a lake, he looked around the assortment of students looking for Hermione. He saw the bushy haired witch but before he could get over the red haired buffoon from before had walked in front of him and get into his face with a look of shock.
"Ruddy hell! You're Harry Potter!" The red haired idiot exclaimed much to the shock and amazement of the rest of the young witches and wizards.
Harry looked himself over as if checking for something and gave the red head a faux look of amazement.
"Well, what do you know? I am Harry Potter…figured that out yourself, Ronnikens?" Harry said in a deadpan voice, the name meant as an insult.
The redhead blushed though if it was in embarrassment or fury Harry did not know. But the boy calmed down and gave him, what he had hoped, was a winning smile.
"Hope to see you in Gryffindor mate! We'll have a lot of fun together, I just know it!" Ron said.
Harry simply glared at the boy making him cower just as Hagrid spoke up.
"Right now! No mor' then four to ah boat! Step Lively!" Hagrid said as he strolled around.
Harry shoved Ron out of the way and got into a boat that was the furthest from everyone. Ron tried to follow after him, but he tripped up on someone's feet and went sprawling into a nearby boat much to the amusement of the others on shore and the disgust of those in the boat. Harry sat down making sure his duster wasn't caught or snagged on anything. Harry looked about and saw that the boat wasn't taken in anyone else…like something was warning the others to stay from him.
"Right then? We all taken care of?" Hagrid bellowed making everyone give voices of confirmation.
Once he had heard everyone, Hagrid sat in another boat and pointed his umbrella out and shouted a single word.
"Forward!"
The boats took off before becoming a fleet. Harry sat and meditated once again, organizing his thoughts and adding on some more layers to his mind shield as he called it. He also began to recall what he had discovered with Ragnok. He didn't notice that Razorbeak had transformed and took off for the castle that was now in front of them.
HPTFP
~Flashback~
Harry watched as Ragnok brought out a massive parchment and slipped on some half-moon glasses and looked over one of the wills of his late Parents. He cleared his throat and began to read.
"I, James Marcus Potter, Being of sound mind and body (Quit snickering Snuffles!), do hereby state that this is my final will and testament and all other wills are to be considered null and void. Well, if you guys are listening to this will be read then I guess I did something stupid like Minerva foresaw and got myself killed. And if not, the stop the reading…on second thought, don't stop. I probably died of embarrassment right now."
Harry gave a snort of laughter as did Ragnok and Griphook; the two goblins knew of James's history of pranks at Hogwarts and had a feeling that their will would contain some jokes in it. Ragnok quickly got his laughter back under control and resumed reading.
"Right then, back onto the will. Bequeathments; to Remus John Lupin, I leave you a ten million Galleon stipend and the house over by the cliffs of Dover for your nightly howls along with some good clean robes from my famly, wear them well old friend."
Harry was a little confused and shocked at the bequeathment and wondered what his dad had meant by Nightly howls.
"To Sirus Orion Black or S.O.B. as you like to call yourself, I leave you five million Galleons and the tome of Wild Side. You were always the so called ladies man, so I'll leave this behind for your future wife to find and use to tame you, you old dog."
Harry noticed that the goblins were looking a little confused but held his tongue as Ragnok continued.
"To Peter Pettigrew, I leave you…nothing except a passage to Hell you dirty old Rat. I never expected you of all people to betray us to that Dark Wanker. I can't believe we listened to Dumbles to change Secret Keepers and have you been it."
"Secret Keeper?" Harry mumbled to himself.
"To Lily Mary Potter nee Evens and Harry James Potter, the lights of my life. To both of you I leave the rest. Potter Estates and the Potter Fortune. I'm sorry that I'm not there Lils but take care of our kid will you? Teach him the ways of the marauders and how to make the girls weak in the knees while he's at Hogwarts. And if you aren't there Lils, then Harry, you get everything…The Potter Fortune, the estates…my collection of Playwitch."
Harry sighed softly and shook his head; his father was a playboy, a down to earth playboy.
"And last, but most of all not Least, Albus Dumbledore. I leave you one Knut and a slew of warnings. The most important one is this; stay the hell away from my Family you old wanker. I know for years that you've been lusting for the Potter Fortune and if what me and Lils believe is true, then you'll use any means to get to it for the 'Greater Good'. To the blackest pit of hell with you and your prophecy. There is no Fate but what we make on our time on Earth. Mischief Managed."
Ragnok rolled up the parchment and turned to Harry. The boy was in a thoughtful stance, like he was thinking and picking his words carefully.
"Who was Sirus black?" He asked in a slow tone.
Ragnok quickly replied.
"He was a friend of your father and head of the Ancient and Most Noble house of Black…until he was incarcerated in Azkaban."
"Why? For what crime?" Harry asked urgently.
"For supposedly betraying your Parents." Ragnok said calmly.
Harry's eyes flashed a darker shade of the purple he had and looked at Ragnok, cold fury burning brightly.
"Was he given a trial? Or was he just tossed in without a second thought?" Harry asked his voice controlled.
This made Ragnok pause and think a bit; it did make some sense…Sirus Black was thought to be the secret keeper of the Potters but the will clearly said that Peter Pettigrew was the Keeper not Black…so…the question was why?
"Heh…a move worthy of a Decepticon." Harry said, recalling the race of beings he had seen and answering Ragnok's unasked question. "Black, I take it, would've been the obvious choice so they switched up for this Peter fellow to throw off whoever was looking for them…but it sounds like it backfired…badly."
Ragnok nodded grimly; it was a move worthy of being a Slytherin and it made a lot of sense of what had happened. So all that was left was to free Black.
"Right then…are there any other questions, Mister Potter?" Ragnok asked.
"Two, High King. One, did my mother have a will? And two, did anyone make any withdrawals from the vaults?" Harry asked in a somber tone.
Ragnok scowled; he had seen Lily make a will, but it had vanished from Gringotts just hours after her death…something smelled rotten in Denmark as the Muggles said. Same with the withdrawals; something was going on, and Ragnok was sure that someone was trying to make a fool out of the Goblins. If there was one thing that got a Goblin madder than a pack of polar bears, it was being made a fool.
"Yes, there was a will of your mothers, but it vanished just hours after her death. I'll be double checking with our tellers and with the Ministry to see if they have a copy. As to your second question, there have been withdrawals…made by Albus Dumbledore, your 'Magical Guardian'." Ragnok reported, the last name making Harry scowl.
"The same man who placed me with my mother's horrid sister…I smell a plan to undermine the goblins here, high King." Harry snarled making Ragnok snarl as well. "Tell me, how do you deal with thieves and people that make fools out of your proud race?"
"Simple, we hit them where it hurts the most." Ragnok replied. "Their vaults."
Harry got a scary looking grin on his face making Ragnok's blood turn ice cold; an impossible feat for any wizard to strike fear into a goblin but Harry had managed it.
"What's the interest rate of a sort of monies withdrawn illegally?" Harry asked.
"Five percent per withdrawal pending damning evidence." Griphook answered stiffly, having heard the entire conversation.
"I see…I can't do anything right now due to being a minor…but the old man will no doubt…test me for reasons unknown." Harry said with a bit of a scowl. "If I can trick him into making me seen as an adult then I can be emancipated and have the Headmaster return everything…with interest."
This made Griphook and Ragnok gain shark grins; the boy was a genius! Allow Dumbledore to continue withdrawing money and then when Harry was made an adult by the old fool, rake in the stolen goods with interest! And judging by their grins, Harry knew that Dumbledore was going to be broke when the goblins were done with him.
"High King, I will graciously allow the bank to keep fifteen percent of all the seized property from Dumbledore when the plan is put into play." Harry said with a slight bow.
Ragnok and Griphook were shocked; the boy would allow them to keep fifteen percent?! If the man continued to…yes, it would be most profitable that day.
"We at Gringotts accept your terms young Harry…may fortune smile upon you." Ragnok said with the honorary goblin closing.
"And may gold flow into your vaults." Harry said with a grin.
HPTFP
Harry was jolted out of his musings when he felt his boat push up against something. He noticed that many of the students were scrambling out of the boats for shore. Harry calmly got up and stepped forward, still looking for Hermione Granger. His search was, once again, interrupted not by the Redhead but by a blonde…with a face of a ferret and two gorillas right behind him.
"So…it's true then. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." The blonde boy said with a snobbish tone.
Harry merely gave the boy a look of cold indifference and spoke in a dead tone.
"Is that so? You'll have to point out the famous boy-who-lived. I've been dying to meet him you know." Harry said.
The blonde haired boy gaped in shock while everyone snickered at the boy's misfortune, the redhead laughing the loudest as he tried to stand by Harry, showing that he was a friend of the boy who turned. The blonde quickly zeroed in the red head and sneered.
"I know of you lot; red hair, freckles, a hand-me-down robe and wand…you're a Weasely." The boy all but snarled making the red head ears go red. The boy turned to Harry once again and spoke with a false smile. "You shouldn't have to deal with his lot…or the mudblood's lot. I can show you the right families and people, Potter. I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
Draco offered his hand only to let out a yelp in pain as Harry backhanded it away.
"I can tell the right and wrong sort for myself. You be wise not to anger me Ferret. I'm scary when I'm angry." Harry sneered with biting cold frost on his words.
He heard the red head snickering at the new nick name, spun around, and grabbed the boy by the scruff of the boy's old robes and lifted him up, his emerald green eyes shining with an unholy light.
"I'm not too sure what the old man promised you, but let me give you a warning as well." He snapped in the boy's face making the boy go pale, even paler then Draco. "Tell me your greatest fear, so that I know what to force you to face; Tell me what you cherish the most, so that I may take it all away from you, Tell me what your heart desires the most…so that I shall deny you its pleasure!"
With those parting words, Harry dropped the shorter boy onto the ground making him land on his butt as Hagrid came up to see what the commotion about. He gave a wicked grin to Ron and Draco and quickly turned to the meek child again.
"Wha's the problem backs her'?" Hagrid asked, his face showing up.
"Hagrid…what's a 'mudblood'?" Harry asked innocently, seeing the fear on Ron's and Draco's face and inwardly smirked.
Hagrid's friendly face became stormy in an instant; the kids were a little spooked at the pure, raw fury on his gentle face.
"Tha's a very dirty word, 'Arry. Which of 'ese two said it?" He said with a glare at Malfoy.
"A dirty word? Like…like what my uncle called the African Americans?" Harry asked again.
"Aye…but again, which one of 'ese boys said it and too whom?" Hagrid asked again, more insistent this time.
"Both of the boys did…both of them said that my mother was a…a mudblood." Harry said in meek tone and carefully watched Hagrid's reaction.
He was not disappointed; Hagrid's face went from cloudy to an absolute storm. His face had gone from a rosy tan to a deep scarlet red making the two young boys quiver in fear. Draco and Ron tried to defend themselves but their pleas were not heard as Hagrid's voice boomed out.
"IF I WERE THE PROFESSOR HERE, I WOULD AVE HAULED YOU TWO OUT BY THE EARS! LILY POTTER WAS THE MOST GENTLEST OF SOULS THAT EVER WALKED THE HALLS OF HOGWARTS AND FER YOU TO BISMIRCH HER WITH THAT…THAT…VILE THING CALLED A WORD!" Hagrid roared, his voice booming and making everyone cower besides Harry.
Harry was silently laughing at the way the two boys were practically holding onto one another; it was sight that was both hysterical and disturbing at the same time. Harry heard the rapid click clack of heels and turned to see a woman wearing an emerald gown and half-moon spectacles with the classic witches hat atop her head. She quickly walked over to Hagrid and placed a hand on his shoulders.
"Hagrid, Hagrid! Calm down! You're scaring the children!" The woman said a Scottish accent heavy in her voice.
The word children seemed to make Hagrid calm down some and he panted before he looked at the woman.
"Hullo thar, Professor McGonagall…" He said with anger still in his tone of voice. "Just makin' sure that no one is tah call Lily Potter a…a…"
Hagrid was stalling on the word which McGonagall noticed. She quickly told Hagrid to whisper it into her ear. Hagrid did so and the calm visage that the woman had was shattered and she hissed something at Hagrid who then pointed to Draco and Ron, still holding onto one another. McGonagall glared at the both of them and her tone of voice, Harry noted that it was a Scottish brogue came out full swing.
"Aye see that you wish to call a woman that Aye considered a Daughter in all but blood that…that horrid name! Ye should be glad Ye ain't in a House yet or Else I would've taken all the points from thy house thou would be in!" McGonagall shouted at the two making them shiver again.
"But…but…" Ron sputtered out when McGonagall raised her hand.
"Aye was expecting more from ye, Mister Weasely! Ye mother shall be notified of this incident as well as ye parents, Mister Malfoy." McGonagall snarled making Ron pale and nearly faint while Draco just paled.
She and Hagrid walked briskly to the front and turned to the now recovered students. She tried to calm down but after hearing from Hagrid what the two had said, her anger was still on a short fuse.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardly. The opening Feast is about to begin but before ye take thy seats, the sorting must be done." McGonagall began with a tight smile and then began to explain about the houses, its history and what was to be expected.
Harry ignored all of this, still in the thrall of getting two boys into trouble before school had even begun. It was when he had felt the throng of students walking that he came out of his musings and followed the rest of the crowd. It was time to be sorted.
Boy, Harry sure works fast! next chapter the sorting takes a different take.